Today, the first day of spring, coincides with a new season in my life. Yesterday marked the ending of a job I liked and knew how to do well, in a place I’d settled into. I could have stayed. In many ways, it would be easier to stay.
But staying would mean I’d have to ignore the divine discontent and stirring in my heart. I’m stepping into what I believe God is inviting me to.
I’m thrilled to start my first class with Wesley Seminary next week. Six months ago, seminary was only a dream. My doubts and fear nearly paralyzed me, but I took one small step at a time. Now, here I am on the brink of this brand new season full of anticipation and faith.
My co-workers and I gathered in the break room yesterday to celebrate the necessary ending that means a new beginning for me. They wished me well and I thanked them. I confessed to them that I don’t know how all of this turns out. How will I earn income? What happens after school?
I don’t know. I think I know what I’d like to happen. More and more, I’m okay with not having all the answers. More and more, I trust I’ll know when I know. I do know, I have to try this. I want to do this and I have overwhelming peace.
Most of all, I know the One who knows the beginning and the end. I know the One who knows me.
I’ll keep you posted on how it goes.
See, I am doing a new thing!
Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
I am making a way in the wilderness
and streams in the wasteland. Isaiah 43:19 NIV